Life in Singapore has been crazy, one non-stop party combined with a new work environment. I think I might be pushing my body too hard. It may catch up to me soon.. Well, back to business 
Following up on my Masters Series Interview with Christian Hudson, I’m posting a couple of my old LRs from a midwestern US college campus. Those who knew me back then should recognize this one. It’s from about a year and a half ago.
Looking back, it’s amazing how little of my game has changed in terms of techniques. The biggest breakthroughs for me have almost all been internally-driven advancements.
I’ll be inserting my interlinear analyses in italics. Enjoy!
LR: HBKorean
Time to LMR: 2 hours
Time to Lay: 6 hours
Some guys think getting LMR is bad. Personally, I’d rather be making out and feeling up a girl in my bed at the two-hour mark and getting some resistance rather than more comfort building talk. I now prefer building comfort simultaneously with making out on my bed. Best of both worlds!
Keys to the lay (as far as I can tell):
1. Most important was the focus. From Sebastian: Charging the venue; making connections and seeing if people meet my standards. Plus, going off a tip of a natural housemate of mine (who does a lot of CF): I really had to not care whether she liked me or not. This is similar to what Sebastian told me about my happiness and fun in the venue not being contingent on how hot girls respond to me. I will have fun even if I don’t talk to a single hot girl. Paradoxically, not caring whether you get laid will actually help you get laid. I finally understand that now.
This internal focus is critical. Sebastian Drake was the first to tell me about this. All the “game” preparation you do before you head out. Once you’re “in the field,” you forget all that and just lose yourself in the moment. That’s the real rosetta stone.
2. Changing my focus slightly after reaching the “hook point.” I used what I understood of Dan’s posts (SpiritFingers) on exuding a sexual vibe.
For more on this, see my post How to Project a Sexual Vibe.
3. Having the right body language and smooth “Bali” tonality.
4. Screening and qualifying over and over with a few fun stories thrown in.
5. Overcoming shyness about kino with a smooth seduction escalation routine.
6. Patching up attainability during LMR.
OPENING
This initial interaction only lasted about 5 minutes.
I first met HBKorean in October when I was pre-bootcamp and experimenting with JM and MM at the same time (a really bad idea, actually). We were in an upscale bar in a college town. My wing (who does exclusively MM) and I spotted two hot Asian girls in short skirts and tight tanktops seated at a long table with a few guys standing around them and talking to them. One of the guys went to the bar, and I befriended him, a nice Korean-American. Turns out he knew a friend of a friend of my wing, so we were in. After a minute, we asked him to introduce us to his friends.
Very quickly after the introductions, my wing and I sat down on either side of the two Asian girls, effectively isolating them from the 3 guys who were standing near the table. I sat next to the cuter one, who had beautiful almond-shaped eyes and a very sexy smile. After a few get-to-know you questions, I asked her, “What’s your passion?” (classic Juggler). She hemmed and hawed and didn’t give a good answer. I started to share about my passions.
But right then 5 new guys showed up, and HBKorean stood up to hug and greet them. She didn’t introduce me. And I didn’t feel up to AMOGing 5 guys, so after talking for a few minutes to some of the new guys, my wing and I exited. For the next few hours in the bar, those two Asian girls were always surrounded by these guys. I didn’t think I’d ever see those two HBs again.
At the time, one thing I thought that I did very wrong that might’ve sabotaged the interaction was that I was kinoing heavily right off the bat (something I was experimenting with). I know from experience that FOB (fresh off the boat) Asian girls do not like PDA (public displays of affection), as “face” is really important, and no Asian girl wants to be thought of by other people as “easy” (even if she really is in private). Plus, they are used to more societies with conservative social mores. After the first minute, I already had my hand on her thigh, which was exposed by her mini-skirt. And after the interaction, I reflected and thought she seemed really uncomfortable with that.
SECOND MEETING
Fast forward a couple of months.
This interaction lasted less than 5 minutes.
I was with two community guys (one a CA alum) in a late-night pizzeria talking game (bad focus, I know, but we were tired). It was about 2:30 am, and the clubs closed at 2. I was frustrated by the lack of high quality Asian girls at the upscale venues we were going to, and I wanted to try the 18yo+ clubs for a change. My town is small, and it seemed like all the hot Asian girls were undergrads and couldn’t get into the 21yo+ clubs.
Just then I saw two hot Asian girls with two big white guys walk in and sit at a booth on the other side of the restaurant. Several minutes later, one of the Asian girls walked up to the soda fountain to get drinks. I was still in a social mood and still had the right focus of just having fun and being social. So I did a ballsy opener.
Me coming up alongside her: “So were you at XYZ club or ABC bar?” (both undergrad spots nearby)
Her: “Uh, neither.”
Me: “Oh,… so where were you tonight?” (with genuine interest)
Her: “Um… [long pause as she eyed me up and down] TheUpscaleBarWeDidn’tGoTo.”
Me: “No way! The one night I didn’t go there, you were there. I was at BarNextToUpscaleBarWeDidn’tGoTo.”
Her: (Looking at me skeptically)
Me: “I’m not trying to hit on you or anything. I just wanted to know where the hot Asian girls go on a Saturday night.” (completely honest–I wasn’t trying to hit on her then; I was gathering intelligence)
Her: “We’ve talked before.”
Me: “We have?” (hmm, this a line that I haven’t heard before)
Her: “Yeah, do you remember me?”
Me: (finally clueing in) “Oh, yeah, yeah, we met at — bar, and you go to — university.”
Her: “Yeah, you remember.” (smile)
After this, we talked for less than a minute. Then, she said she had to go give her drinks to her friends. We exchanged names again. Then she left.
THIRD MEETING
Fast forward to the next Friday night at an upscale bar.
I arrive at the bar with my wing (CA alum). It’s the same bar that I originally met HBKorean that first time, a few months ago. It’s also the upscale bar that Christian Hudson, formerly of CA, used to take me to a lot, so I felt fairly comfortable there.
We spotted a couple of hot Asian girls a few stools down the bar, and I got nervous (always happens with my first approaches). But I took Sebastian’s advice about getting comfortable in the venue first. So we ordered drinks, settled in, and started shooting the breeze about random stuff.
A few minutes later, a community guy comes in with his gf and HBEgyptian. After the introductions, HBEgyptian wants me to guess her major. I respond, “Guess mine.” She says, “No, you first.” I reply, “Ok, but give me a clue.” She say, “No, just guess.” Uh, oh. I’ve been in this situation before. In the past, I actually tried to guess. If I guessed wrong, it was always a DLV. I’ve already come up with a way to deal with this.
Me: “Okay, you’re a … monster truck driver. No? Oh, you’re a … garbage collector. No? You’re a … pez dispenser saleswoman.”
Her: (Laughing but not saying anything).
I then turn to talk to my wing for a bit. A couple of minutes later, HBEgyptian reopens me.
Her: “So you’re a grad student?… What program are you in?”
I respond with my Indiana Jones story, which segues nicely into, “So what did you want to be when you were ten?”
At this point, I was seated at the bar and the stool next to me opened up. So HBEgyptian sat next to me, and we were facing each other. She moved her knee in between my legs, and rested it against my inner thigh. This was pretty good kino, but I wasn’t actually into her that much for some reason.
I forgot what I did next, but somehow I extracted myself from the bar, and went over to talk to the community guy, who then told me that HBEgyptian said she thought I was cute and was really interested in me. I said I was flattered, but that I was actually more interested in that Asian 2-set over there.
I still have a thing for Asian girls… ;_)
Looking back, I got a lot of social proof from HBEgyptian and her two friends, which I’m sure the Asian girls noticed.
I then strode several steps over to the Asian 2-set. They were seated at the bar and seemed to be in deep conversation (tough situation) facing each other. There was an empty seat on the right of them. When I sat down, I realized that the hotter one, who was sitting next to me, was HBKorean! So I had an easy opener.
Me: “Hey, I know you!”
Her: (Giggling) “Do you remember my name?”
Me: “Of course. XYZ.”
Her friend: “OMG, he remembered.”
Me: “Of course, how could I forget?”
Her: “I was going to go over and say hi, but I didn’t want to embarrass you.”
Me: “What? How could you embarrass me? Well, it’s much better that I’ve come over to embarrass you.” (I’m not sure this made any sense, but whatever. I remember Sebastian telling me not to worry about being perfect).
I found out more things about her and went straight into screening and qualifying. I told some stories about my visit to Korea last April and got instant rapport with both of them. Her friend was asking me lots of questions too and leaning in.
A key part was her saying that she likes to “go with the flow” And me sharing a story about how I “went with the flow” while backpacking through southwestern China (slightly exaggerated, but whatever).
From then on, I kept qualifying her on how much I liked that she “goes with the flow” and “lives in the moment” and is “spontaneous”?
See my article on Believability and Screening for more on this.
She also said she remembered that when we first met, I had asked about her passion. She said that that night, when she went home, she thought to herself that it was a great question, and she wished she had given me a better answer. She said she was still working on a better answer. We then talked about her passion for experiencing life while still being really hard-working in her career. It was cool to see that even if you don’t get a great answer to a great question, the question itself can still be a great question.
After the first few minutes, I did an awkward number close using Style’s card-tearing technique, except that I forgot to bring my business cards, so I used a napkin, which didn’t tear well at all. Then HBKorean said, “Just give me your phone. I’ll type in my number.” Oh, duh. Why did I make it so complicated? I was already in.
A few seconds later, a community guy with good CA-style game came by to say hi. Good social proof here. I introduced everyone, and then he left. I later asked him why he didn’t help wing for me since it was a 2-set, and he said that he got the vibe from the two girls that they just wanted to talk to me and that they kind of boxed him out. Hmm, nice to know.
We vibed about living in Asia versus living in America, and whether they liked American guys more than Korean guys. They started telling me how adventurous they were and sharing stories. It was going great.
Then, HBKorean got a phone call, so she left the bar for a little while. I moved one seat over to sit next to her friend and started kinoing her friend and continuing with screening and qualifying. At one point, she mentioned something about how she wants to get married later. And I joked, “Whoa, I just met you. I’d have to get to know you better first. Maybe we should first get a dog together, etc.” She laughed hard about that. I number-closed the friend.
After a few minutes, HBKorean came back. I felt like I was losing her attention for some reason, which made me nervous, preventing me from thinking of other conversational threads.
Thanks to Regal for pointing out that she probably thought I was more interested in her friend. I had Believability problems here.
I said I was going to go check on my friends, and that I’d be right back. I asked them to watch my drink. I then walked over to another part of the bar and chilled with my original wing, who was talking to a nice-looking couple.
Then, maybe 5 minutes later, I rejoined HBKorean and her friend. But they had their coats on. Damn, I thought. I did it again. I waited too long to reengage, and I didn’t escalate, isolate, and get enough compliance fast enough. HBKorean explained that her sister, who was sick with the flu, called and that she had to go back to look after her. Her friend gave me a big hug goodbye. And then I gave HBKorean a big hug goodbye, and they left.
I texted both of them the next day with non-commital, conditional texts. HBAsian texted back, and we got into a little back and forth texting. Just before going out on the Saturday, I texted her to say that I’d be tearing it up at XYZ bar, and that if she was in a good mood, she should come along. She replied that she was really tired and felt like she might be coming down with a cold, but that I should have fun without her. Around midnight, in the middle of my interaction with a hot busty blond, I texted back, “Get some rest. Stay healthy, sweetie.”
Phone Game
The following “Day 2″ became my standard day 2 set up, including the invitation. I used it almost exactly the same on subsequent lays.
On Sunday, I called her around dinner time. She said she just had dinner with her friend and sister and was now out shopping with them. We talked for several minutes. I was screening and qualifying again and added lots of playful teasing. She repeatedly qualified herself on being adventurous.
On one of her high points, I said, “I really like talking with you. I want to see you again. Meet me for drinks tonight.”
She replied, “I’d really love to. But I made these plans to spend Korean New Year dinner with my sister and friend. We’ve been planning this for weeks. Maybe next time.”
I said (trying to hide the disappointment in my voice), “Sure, no problem. I’ll be going to Toronto next weekend, but maybe we can find some time during the week.”
Her: “Oh, you’re going to Toronto next weekend? Um, well, maybe I’ll call you later tonight.”
Me: “Sure, no problem.”
Her: “Well, my sister’s looking for me now. So I better go find her.”
I didn’t think I’d hear from her that night. So I ordered a nice big Chinese take-out dinner for myself to celebrate the Chinese New Year. Sad, I know. I totally forgot about it, and didn’t make plans in advance with my friends. But I did call my parents as a good Asian son should 
About an hour and a half later, she called me, just as I was tucking into my take-out feast.
Her: “So my sister and friend are watching Korean soap operas on DVD… So did you want to meet for drinks still?”
Me (I’m thinking, what happened to your big plans?): “Okay, let’s meet in half an hour at [fancy dessert place].”
I just gave us half an hour b/c I was worried that she might change her mind. She lives about 20 minutes away, so it’s kind of out of her way. This is great for compliance. But I didn’t want to her cancel on me. Looking back, I should’ve given myself more time.
I then made another bad decision. I was really hungry, but I had to get changed and ready to meet her. So I wolfed down half the food really fast. Bad idea, as I will mention later.
FIRST PROPER DATE (AT A FANCY DESSERT PLACE)
My focus here was on seeing whether she meets my standards. This would prevent me from being needy. So I did even more screening and qualifying.
I also focused on body language, even while sitting. And I really went hardcore into smooth, “Bali” tonality.
And I added a new touch: sexual vibe. Every time she was talking for an extended period, I imagined making passionate love to her. I communicated a lot of this through my eye contact (like Lowndes’s sticky eyes concept), and through my smooth, legato tonality, as well as through fun insinuations.
We sipped champagne martinis for an hour and a half while sitting side by side. I can’t remember the order of our convo, so I’ll just give you highlights in no particular order.
Early on, she mentioned that she, her sister, and her friend cooked the meal together. So I screened her on what kind of food she cooked. She said some Korean dish that I didn’t recognize. Just before this, she said she wanted me to sit at the chair on the other side of the table b/c she didn’t want to have to turn her head the entire time. So I said, no problem, and turned her body so that she was facing me. She thought this was funny. But now there was more distance between us. I was trying to think of a way to increase incidental kino in a natural manner.
So I said, “Well, can you cook bulgogi?”
Her: “Yes.”
Me: “Can you cook kalbi?”
Her: “Yes.”
Me: “Can you cook bibimbap?”
Her: “Yeah, but I’d need the right pot.”
Me: “My favorite dish, the one I could eat over and over, is chap chae. Can you make chap chae?”
Her: “OMG, that’s my favorite dish, too. My mom makes the best chap chae, and she taught me how to make it.”
Me (pulling her in for a big, long hug): “OMG, I’m going to be at your place all the time now. I’m so lucky I found you. You can make me bulgogi and chap chae next time. I’ll bring the soju.”
She then giggled a lot, and when I let go of her, she left her arm pressed up against mine, and we were well inside the polite zone. Aha, incidental kino re-established and increased.
I’ve had tremendous success with screening and then big time qualifying and kino-rewarding Asian HBs with regard to their cooking skills. This is a side-benefit of traditional societies. I always get a laugh and can bring them in really close to me physically with this. And this segues to one of my favorite topics: Asian cuisine.
Wow, I haven’t used the cooking screen in a long time, maybe because the girls I’ve been seeing lately haven’t learned how to cook much. I’ve found that most Korean girls, in contrast to Chinese girls, pride themselves on their cooking skills.
But she still seemed uncomfortable with overt kino like when I put my hand on her exposed thigh (she had a short skirt on). And the first time she even said, “I don’t feel comfortable with that,” as she removed my hand. I recalled how uncomfortable she seemed with kino back in our first encounter in October, so I knew that all the kino here had to be incidental or at least seem really natural.
I did succeed towards the end of the night in getting her to leave her hand on my thigh for a good while. This was a suggestion I got from Mystery.
During our convo, I shared my yakuza story, which she really really dug. It works best when you actually know what yakuza are, so this doesn’t work as well on Midwestern white girls.
Through screening, I got her to share some stories about how adventurous she was, and how much she could “go with the flow.” I did a lot of future projections about how we would “go with the flow” together by doing stuff like bungee jumping when we visit Korea together.
Near the end, she talked about how she didn’t like a lot of the guys who approached her in bars and clubs. She said even the nice ones she couldn’t trust b/c they would say, “Oh really, me too,” but just lie to her to get what they want. I could tell that she was not-so-subtly hinting that I didn’t have enough attainability yet. I quickly thread-cut, but made a mental note to myself to continue with attainability material. She needed to know that I was genuine.
Transition to seduction location
As we left the dessert place at around 10:30pm, I asked, “So where do you want to go next?”
She said, “Um, I dunno know.”
Then I said, “Hey, I know this great place that has Asian desserts and great wine. And it’s just a 5 minute drive from here.”
She said, “Okay. Can you drive me there?”
Sure!
So the whole 5 minute drive to my house (!), I kept her mind occupied with more rewarding and relating and some minor story-telling. And before you know it, I pulled into the driveway of my house.
Her: “Is this your house?”
Me: “Yep, come on in.”
And I got out of the car like everything’s good and normal. And she just followed me in.
Once we were inside, she said, “I was wondering where you were taking me.” We said hi to a couple of my cool housemates. And then we walked straight up to my room.
Seduction
I turned on the little TV, lit a candle, turned on the mood lighting. I asked her if she wanted to try this wine I bought, and she was excited to try it. I got her to prepare the Asian dessert (Japanese mochi), which required a little bit of cutting.
I turned on my laptop to show her my photos of Korea. I had her sit on my lap as I showed her the pictures. I finally got the level of incidental kino I had been aiming for. But she still seemed uncomfortable, like she was leaning away. After a half hour of looking at photos, we sat on the bed to watch TV. Then I suggested we watch a movie on my computer instead. We decided on Wedding Crashers, which turned out to have a great soundtrack to make out to.
Around this point, she got a call from a friend at Penn. I got this sinking feeling that I’d have to fight the cell phone all night, which was what ruined the last seduction I had back in December that progressed to my bedroom. Probably her sick sister will be calling, and her friend too. But she said she’d return the call later, and she didn’t even answer the phone. Awesome!
I laid down on the bed, but she stayed sitting upright. Bad sign. I sat up, and we talked some more while the movie was playing. I laid back again, but she stayed upright. Okay then, I took the pillows and put them up against the wall, and we sat on the bed side by side leaning on the pillows up against the wall. Now I at least had arm to arm kino. Because of her resistance to kino in general, I couldn’t find a convenient and natural way of moving in for the kiss. So I decided to try something on the fly.
I combined routines from Craig on DYD’s series, Mystery, and Style, and modified quite a bit myself.
First, I moved the convo to what girls look for in guys in a club. Then I said that I look for a girl who can give great hugs b/c for me, sex without cuddling is too cold. I like cuddling before and after.
And then I said, “Sometimes, I’d rather cuddle for hours than have sex.” I then asked her if she gives good hugs.
She said, “You want me to hug you?”
I replied, “Yeah, okay.”
She hugged me kind of tentatively. I said, “Gee, that was a 6. Here, let me show you how to hug.”
I then hugged her slowly, and passionately, and pulled away from her very slowly. She liked it.
Then I told her that I used to have long hair down to my chin, which is true.
Me: “You know what I miss most about having long hair?… Here, let me show you.”
I then very slowly reached behind her head and ran my hand up through her hair, and then I pulled back slowly but firmly. I still need practice with this b/c I don’t think I pulled back far enough. But she still seemed a little turned on by this. And then I said, “I wish you could do it to me, but I don’t have long hair anymore.”
Me: “You know what I else I like when someone pulls my hair back?… Here, let me show you.” I then pull her hair back again, and then I bite the side of her neck every so gently. I feel her shudder.
Me: “Okay, you bite my neck now.”
Her: “Umm. No, I feel uncomfortable doing that.”
Me: “No problem.” I then get up to fiddle with the volume controls on the laptop as a mini-freeze out.
Her: “I didn’t want to embarrass you. I hope you don’t feel bad.”
Me: “No, not at all. You’ll do it later… So, are you good at whispering in people’s ears? Here, whisper in my ear.”
Her: “What do you want me to say?”
Me: “Anything. Whatever you want.”
She then whispered in my ear that she’s really full from dinner. LOL.
Me: “That was okay. But let me show you how I like to whisper in people’s ears.” I then brushed her hair aside very slowly. She visibly trembled, and her lower lip shook a bit. Then I moved my face slowly across her neck and inhaled audibly, smelling her neck. I then exhaled very slowly on the skin of her neck. She exposed even more of her neck to me at this point. Finally, I moved my way up to her ear and whispered very softly, “Never mind.” When she recovered, she slapped my arm and said I was bad.
I said, “Well, hugging, biting, and hair pulling feels great to me. But what about kissing? If I let you kiss me right now, what would I give you on a scale from 1 to 10?”
Her: “Uh, 8.9.” If I wasn’t so horny then, I would’ve laughed pretty hard at that answer. Lol.
Me: “Wow, 8.9. That’s pretty high. I don’t know. Let’s find out.” I moved in, and she French kissed me passionately.
From here on in, I handled massive LMR. Two strategies, other than agreeing with all verbal LMR, also worked well.
Agreeing with all verbal LMR is a key LMR tech. Basically, no matter what she says, just agree verbally, but continue physically. For example, she says, “It’s late; I should be getting home.” You say, “Yeah, it’s late. We shouldn’t be doing this now,” as you continue to make out and caress her. If she says, “We shouldn’t be doing this. Someone could come in at any moment.” You say, “You’re so right. We totally shouldn’t be doing this… or this … or this,” as you kiss and caress her. This disarms her logical mind while you progress on the emotional and physical level. Works like a charm every time :-}
(1) Several times, we stopped making out to cuddle and she asked me some believability questions like, “What is your ideal girl like?” and “Why didn’t you remember my name when I saw you again in the pizzeria?” and “Do you like white girls, too?”
There were lots of these. It feels nice to have to deal with believability since it means my value is high. And I was able to answer all of these honestly b/c I really was into this girl. After each time, I was able to escalate a little more.
I also found out during this that she had only had sex with two other guys before, even though she had had seven boyfriends. So I feel honored that she would sleep with me on the first date.
(2) I skipped some escalation steps, thereby unlocking lower steps. Credit to Sebastian for this. For example, she wouldn’t remove her shirt. So I finally just undid her bra first, and basically took her bra almost off. It was dangling there around her abs. Getting the bra off made it a lot easier to get her shirt off. LOL. I also fingered her from behind after she wouldn’t let me touch her from the front. I think I read this on something Vin wrote. I could do whatever I wanted there as long as I started from behind her.
Sidenote: Once the movie ended, she asked if I could put on a jazz CD. I had told her about my jazz background. And I had my sax out and on a display stand. So I put on Stan Getz’s “Getz for Lovers” CD which is perfect for romantic encounters. For some of you who aren’t jazz musicians, putting in a jazz CD might come off cheesy. But it worked amazingly well for me.
After about 2 hours of LMR where I still couldn’t get the panties off, I even did my version of Brad P.’s penis implant routine just for kicks. She bought it. I didn’t pull it out right away, but a few minutes later, her hand was down my pants, and then pulling my pants down. I got a nice HJ.
This was the first time I ever used my penis implant routine. I think I had just read Brad P.’s version online, and I made up my own version on the fly. I’ve used it a bunch of times ever since, like in the LR on the Maggie Cheung-look-a-like stewardess. It’s worked every time
After 4 hours total of intense making out (damn, she’s an amazing kisser and gets super super wet), I had her down to her panties and stockings. And I finally managed to pull her panties off by grabbing them from behind and pushing her legs up in the air. Before she could protest, they were off. Whew. She didn’t protest after that. The sex was great.
But right after sex, my stomach started churning and churning. I had indigestion from the dinner, and the physical exertion gave me massive cramps. On top of that, my contact lenses were extremely uncomfortable no matter how many drops I put in. I tried not to show it, but I had to cut our cuddling time down to just a few minutes (I didn’t tell her about my indigestion).
She said she was really tired and had to get back so it was all good. I drove her back to her car, and she kept kissing me in the car. I had to pull away from her and wished her goodnight.
I did a very short debrief with her while we were still in bed. I’m going to do this again when I see her next. She mentioned that she thought I liked her friend (who she hinted was kind of into me), so she was surprised when I called her. She said she knew she was attracted to me when I approached her again on the Friday night and remembered her name. Geez, I had no idea that names were so important. I’m going to pay a lot more attention to names from now on.
This is a good reminder to me about the importance of remembering names.
Feedback appreciated.
Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.
